letter to santa? or someone else

I want a dad that doesn’t drink

Until he throws up in the kitchen sink

I want a mum who doesn’t bark

And kick and I hide from in the dark

 

I want relations who don’t bicker

Showing off to which one is thicker

I want a brother I can look after

That I can tickle with bursts of laughter

 

I want a sister I can keep safe

Away from those who in their deeds, chafe

I want a way out of here to a sunny place

Just a few hours to give my head space

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